Sunday
I didn’t arise early enough to go to the chingay championship on the George Town Esplanade and make photos of people balancing flag poles, but I went to Tanjung City Marina hoping to photograph a ‘dragon boat’ race to Butterworth and back. Well, it’s an athletic competition for the rowers, not an event that’s ‘made for TV’ or spectating. I couldn’t get a decent photo unless I were in a helicopter or on a boat out in the channel. I went a mile or so to the Little Penang Street Market that’s the last Sunday morning of each month on Upper Penang Road. I wouldn’t call it Upper Penang Road, as it’s not a road that’s open to traffic! It’s not a road to travel …
The first two or three months that I was in George Town, I didn’t know that this three-year-old ‘street market’ existed, as it’s not adequately publicized, and it’s not very visible. It’s a very short market of arts and crafts and local cuisine and traditional dance and martial arts demonstrations. When I arrived this morning, a colorfully-costumed band was drumming and gonging. I ate chicken curry and sausage and watched traditional Indonesian and Malaysian dances and a martial art demonstration. †